Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.

"The guests who come to our house to eat noodles all say that our house is affordable!" the boy smiled.

"Then why is your business still so bad?" Fang Yu picked up the chopsticks and said while eating noodles.

The boy looked at Fang Yu eating noodles, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he replied: "Our family's business is very good, but today there are fewer people, maybe because it's not a holiday..."

"Oh, but the taste of this noodles is actually quite average. I do it myself and may be better than this one." Fang Yu said.

"Oh? Do you know how to cook, too?" The boy looked at Fang Yu, and a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Not only do I understand, I am also at the master level." Fang Yu said.

"That's amazing," the boy said, turning around and saying, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

The boy turned around and a strange smile appeared on his face.

He walked into the kitchen.

On the kitchen floor, a man lies.

The man was obviously dead, his body was stiff, his expression was frightened, and there was no trace of blood on his skin.

But there was no wound on his body, and no drop of blood was flowing out.

After entering the kitchen, the boy's eyes became extremely cold.

He picked up a cup and poured water into it.

After filling a glass of water, his right hand shook gently above the cup.

Some black powder was sprinkled into the cup.

But the water in the cup is still transparent, and there is no trace of strangeness.

"First eat noodles with the Soul San, and then drink a cup of water with Thousand Poison Powder... Even a god can't save you."

The boy's eyes shone with a black light, and he walked out of the kitchen with the glass of water.

When he walked to Fang Yu's side, his expression became innocent and romantic again.

"Brother, have some water." The boy smiled.

At this time, three more customers walked into the store.

"Boss, three bowls of mixed sauce noodles!"

The three of them were obviously regular customers and shouted as soon as they walked in.

But no one responded.

"Boss!" a guest shouted again.

Still no one responded.

"Is the boss not here?" the three guests asked in confusion.

"What do you want to eat? My dad has been sick recently, has a sore throat and can't speak..." the boy asked with a smile.

"Huh? Are you his son?" A guest said in a daze.

"Isn't Boss Wang not married? Where did he get such a big son?" Another guest said in confusion.

"Is it an illegitimate child?" the third guest smiled.

At this time, the smile on the boy's face had disappeared, replaced by an extremely fierce expression.

"Oh, it's so full. This noodles are too big and it's very unpalatable."

Fang Yu, who was beside him, muttered, then picked up the water cup and took a big sip.

Soul-breaking, it should work...

The boy showed a strange smile on his face, turned around, trying to see Fang Yu's situation.

But as soon as his face turned, he saw a fist in front of him!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!